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Maine author, artist, Voodoo Priestess, Gypsy Queen, and art car designer:

EelKat Wendy Christine Allen

Chances are high, I'm the most famous person, you'll ever meet.

I am EelKat

The REAL Gypsy Witch Stephen King based his Thinner Gypsy witch off of

and owner of the REAL World's Most Haunted car,

the car Stephen King based his fictional Christine off of,

My family, we are the Gypsies you see in The Thinner, the movie was filmed on my farm,

Founder of The Procter & Gamble Boycott

EelKat of Squidoo, EelKat Voice of the Voiceless.

EelKat Etiole's Friend.

We are the Gypsies of Old Orchard Beach, Saco, Biddeford, Scarborough, Wells, Kennebunk, Sanford, Bangor, and Palmyra, Maine.


This website started in 1996 and is updated, edited, and added to daily. (NOTE do keep in mind since the April 10, 2015 murder of my children, this site is no longer updated daily, and very few new writing articles are added any more - since 2015 updates have been about weekly and usually are about the continued ongoing investigation into the murder of my family.) 

As of 2021 it has more than 10,000 pages. However, only around 2,000 pages are indexed by search engines (robot blockers and/or passwords, prevent the rest from being findable by Google/Bing/Yahoo/etc.). Around 8,000 pages can only be accessed by clicking on direct links to them. The links are found on other pages on this site. Confusing? Perhaps. But whenever one of those difficult to find 8,000 pages gets traffic, I know that you are VERY dedicated in reading what I wrote or doing some stalker level digging to reach those search engine inaccessible pages and I'd rather not waste my time writing stuff for uninterested parties, plus it's fascinating to see how deep some people are willing dig to find every last word I wrote.

I published my first novel in 1978. Since then I have published 138 novels, 30 non-fiction books, 2,000+ short stories, a dozen plays, a few comic book scripts for Disney's Uncle Scrooge and Donald Duck comics, a few dozen novellas, and 10,000+ non-fiction articles.

I am asexual and famous for 4 decades of writing 100% sexless stories, laced in extreme blood-gore-and-violence. But in spite of that, in recent years, most people classify me as an Erotica author. I don't know why, as I've never written Erotica or even any sex scenes, and as I am a nun, raised as such from the age of 3, I wouldn't even know how to write sex or Erotica. If you came here looking for sex, BDSM, Erotica, or Dominatrix's, please return to whomever sent you and tell them to burn in Hell where their immoral ass belongs. Also, do tell me their name so I can put a curse on them, so they will never enjoy sex ever again, to punish them for spreading lies about me and connecting my name to anything related to sex at all. I find sex vile and despicable and want no part of your perverse degradation near me.

All of my fiction works are about Alien Elf Wizards who live in Old Orchard Beach, Maine. All of my non-fiction works are about the history of Maine, it's Gypsy Clans, and most especially Old Orchard Beach the town which was settled and founded by my family.

Most of these pages answer reader questions on the worldbuilding, character creating, plotting, writing, editing, and publishing process of my work. 

Others are on the history of my people, The Gypsies of Maine, our culture, our lifestyle, our cars, and our religion.

The rest of the pages are daily updates of the terrorist attacks by Maine's White Supremacists on my non-white family, including updates of the FBI investigation of the April 10, 2015 murder of my children.




IMPORTANT UPDATE:

Due to the murder of my family and the resulting court cases, police investigations, and FBI investigations, I no longer have time to daily update this website.

Likewise ALL novel, short story, and article writing projects are on hiatus.

All book releases, book signings, workshops, and convention appearances for 2015 (and unknown amount of time after) are on hold while the murder investigation of my family is ongoing.

Writing advice for the worldbuilding, character creation, and other writing how to articles are on hold.

From now on, the bulk of updates here will be about the investigation into the murder of my family.

No, NOT just THIS author website, not JUST the EelKat pename, not just self published books: ALL 15 (fifteen) of my penames are on hiatus, that includes traditional published books as well, newspaper reporting jobs, editing jobs, my work for Harlequin Romance Novels, my work for Disney... EVERYTHING is on hiatus. Every publishing house I work for, every series I write, every penname I write under: they are ALL on hiatus, ALL projects.

There is NOTHING being published under ANY penname, not for ANY series, not for ANY publisher, from 2015 onward. EVERYTHING is on hold due to the murder of my family. I do not know when or even if, any of the projects will be restarted or finished.

Yes, BOTH the magazines I owned are indefinitely shut down because of this as well, with no plans for either magazine to return. The publishing house I own is also closed to submissions from now on, we will no longer be publishing anything. It is unlikely we will reopen the publishing house either.

All book signing tours, workshops, letures, PAX events, ComicCon events, carnival/festival/state fair/car show events are also canceled. I will not be attending ANY of them. If a venue still has my name listed as a guest/speaker/etc it is because they've not yet removed it. I WILL NOT be there, no matter where it is! 

EVERYTHING, EVERYWHERE, IS CANCELED!

The ONLY thing continuing from this point on, is THIS website, where I'll post updates on the murder investigation, hopefully every week, but, you know how it is when 10 members of your family are beheaded, it's kind of difficult to have a schedule for anything anymore.

April 10, 2015 my 12 children were kidnapped,
from 146 Portland Ave. Old Orchard Beach, Maine.

May 15, 2015, ten of their heads were nailed to my door.

Do you have information?

FBI Agent Andy Drewer out of the 
Portland, Maine FBI office is in charge of the case.

If you have information about the April 10, 2015 murder of my family 
or any of the attacks on our home and relatives, give it to him not me.
He can be reached @ +1-(207)-774-9322 









Quaraun the Insane:
GhoulSpawn and The Lich Lord's Lover:
How To Kill a Lich



Quaraun the Insane:
GhoulSpawn and The Lich Lord's Lover: 
How To Kill a Lich

 Quaraun woke up to the sounds of a scuffle. He sat up, blinking and looking around, trying to remember where he was and wondering who was fighting. It took a moment for his eyes to adjust to the bright mid morning sun, before he realized GhoulSpawn and Unicorn were fighting. Or rather Unicorn was beating up GhoulSpawn.

GhoulSpawn was on the ground, trying to shield his face from the blows, with his arms as Unicorn sat on top of the half-Elf punching him over and over again. Quaraun didn't know what to do. Unicorn was had many times his strength. Even he and GhoulSpawn together did not have half the strength of the undead Phooka.

Quaraun looked around wondering if there was anything he could use to help the half-Elf, but his attention was brought back to the fight when he heard GhoulSpawn's gurgled, chocking screams. Unicorn now had his hands clenched tight on the Sun Elf's throat, strangling him. The poor half-Elf was struggling desperately against the undead beast. Quaraun knew he had to do something to break them up before Unicorn killed GhoulSpawn.

"No! Please!" Quaraun cried as he scrambled to his feet and ran to Unicorn, grabbing hold of his shoulders and trying to pulling him off GhoulSpawn. "Please don't hurt him. Stop. Please stop. Please!"

Unicorn let go of GhoulSpawn, briefly. Long enough to swing around and punch Quaraun, knocking the Moon Elf to the ground.



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 GhoulSpawn was gasping and chocking, trying to breath, too dizzy to get away, before Unicorn pounced on him again, this time biting the half-Elf, sinking his fangs deep into GhoulSpawn's throat drawing blood.

"No!" Quaraun screamed. "Don't! Please don't!"

Quaraun knew the Vampire Lich would tear the half-Elf apart in seconds, if he didn't do something to stop the enraged undead creature. Quaraun's mind was reeling as he tried to think of what to do, how to stop the angry Phooka was eating his friend.

Suddenly, Quaraun remembered that he was a Necromancer with power over the dead and Unicorn was undead and could be controlled. Quickly Quaraun reached into his beaded, heart shaped bag and pulled out one of the charcoal twigs he used to black his eyes, grabbed hold of Unicorn's left hand, and used the charred willow stick to write a spell in Elvish on the Lich's hand.

 Immediately, Unicorn let go of the half-Elf and turned on Quaraun, grabbing the Moon Elf and slamming him down hard on the ground, then standing up and stepping away, while trying to rub the black soot letters off of his hand. The letters would not come off, held mystically in place by the spell Quaraun had started to cast.

Unicorn backed away. His eyes wide with fear and he held onto his hand staring at the writing, then looking back at Quaraun, who was still laying on the ground, dazed from having hit his head when he fell.

Both Elves struggled to get back up, but GhoulSpawn was too weak and close to fainting and Quaraun was trembling so bad from fright that he could barely steady himself.







 Unicorn continued to back away. GhoulSpawn didn't know what Quaraun had done. He had never seen Unicorn look frightened before. He could not have imagined that a Lich could become frightened, but there was no mistaking the look of absolute terror in Unicorn's eyes as he continued to stare at Quaraun with a look that silently pleaded the question: "Why?"

Quaraun crawled over to GhoulSpawn.

"Are you alright?"

"He tried to kill me," GhoulSpawn gasped, still trying to catch his breath.

"I know."

"What did you do to him?"

Quaraun looked at Unicorn. The Phooka was looking down at the writing on his hand, still trembling with fear and furiously rubbing at the writing trying to make it come off.

"Something I think he didn't know I knew how to do. I’m a Necromancer. I can control the dead. He’s dead. We both forget that some times."

Quaraun stayed beside GhoulSpawn nursing his injuries, for the next several hours. Unicorn sat down on the ground several feet away, and held on to his hand, while staring at the letters and symbols Quaraun had drawn on it.

Unicorn looked up when a shadow moved across him. Quaraun was standing over him looking down at him. As soon as he saw the Moon Elf, he lept up and ran away. Quaraun went after him.



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 "Please don't go. Please," Quaraun called out the Lich. "Please. I didn't want to hurt you, I just wanted you to stop. He's my friend, I couldn't watch you kill him. Please. I'm sorry. I didn't know what else to do."

Quaraun moved closer to Unicorn, but the Phooka quickly took several steps back, keeping several feet of distance between himself and the Necromancer.

"Please." Quaraun reached his hands out to take Unicorn's hand, but Unicorn backed away even farther. "Please don't be afraid of me. Let me undo it. Please. I don't want to hurt you. I love you."

"Ya tried to kill me."

"I'm sorry."

"Ya was going to kill me."

"I know."

"Why?"

"You're already dead. He's not. He still has life. You don't. You only have as much life as I give you. He's still alive. I couldn't let you kill him."

"Ya loves him."

"I love you."

"Ya woulds kill me to save him."

"Please let me remove it."

"Yis Necromancer."

"You knew that."

"I is dead thing."

"Please let me remove it."

"Ya was gonna make me die un stay dead forevers."

Quaraun saw fear in the Phooka's eyes. He'd never seen Unicorn scared before.

"I'm sorry. I didn't know what else to do. You were killing him. Please let me remove it."

"Ya loves him."

"I love you."

"Given choice of me or him, ya choose him."

Tears streamed down the Phooka's face. Quaraun could feel Unicorn's heart breaking. The pain of betrayal filled his chest. Quaraun felt terrible at making Unicorn feel like this.

Quaraun reached out and placed his hand on Unicorn's face.

 "I choose life over death, not him over you. It's easier to save life then restore it. I knew you'd let go of him before I finished the spell. Or at least I had hoped you would. I didn't want to hurt you."

Quaraun knelt before Unicorn holding the hand he had started writing the spell on.

"I never want to hurt you."

"Ya was gonna erase me from existence."

Quaraun kissed Unicorn's check.

"Please forgive me. I just wanted you to stop hurting him. That's all I wanted. I did it with no malice. Don't you know that? We are soul bound. You should feel that. You should know I meant you no harm." Tears were streaming down Quaraun's cheeks. "Why don't you feel it?"

"I shut it out. I does no wants to feel what ya feel anymore."

"W...Why?"

"Ya cheated on me. Ya think I did not know that? Ya think I did not know hows ya felt for GhoulSpawn? Him been popping into our life for years now un ya has lust for him whole time. Ya think I did no feel that all them years? I feel everything ya feels, Quaraun. Ya has been wanting him to fuck ya for very long time. Ya think it does no hurt me that ya gets excited every time ya looks at him? We is soul bound, Quaraun. Did ya think I would no know feelings ya had for him? Feelings ya used to have for me..."

"I still love..."

"I know ya still love me. I feel that too. But ya heart is torn between me un him un when ya had to choose one of us ya chose him."

"No. Unicorn please. I just didn't want you to kill him. I wasn't choosing him over you."

"What would hae happened had I no caught the two of ya fucking?"

"I don't know."



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 "Do ya think ya could hae hidden it from me? How were ya gonna do that, eh? We is soul bound. I knows what sensations ya feel when ya being fucked. I feel it when I fuck ya Quaraun, I feel everything ya feel. Just as ya does. Ya feels every sensation I feel while I is inside ya. Yes? It why sex with yis so special. Ya can'na feel those sensations with anyone else. I can'na feel those sensations with no one else. We soul bound un it make sex different for us. I knew moment him started touching ya, because I felt thrill ya was feeling as him slid his fingers across ya body. I felt it as his hard cock slid into ya ass. I felt the escasty ya felt, the fear un thrill at the danger of getting caught. I felt it just as if it were happening to me. Because we is soul bound un nothing that happens to one of us can be done without other feeling it. How long were ya gonna try to hide what ya did with him, before ya remembered I was feeling every bit of it as it were happening to ya?"

"I'm sorry." Quaraun felt so ashamed.

"No. Ya not. Ya not sorry Quaraun..."

"I am."

"No. I can feel what ya feel, un sorry is not the emotion ya feeling. Shame is what ya feel. Yis ashamed of what ya felt. Yis ashamed that ya enjoyed it. But yis not sorry that ya enjoyed it un ya wishes ya could feel it again. If ya was sorry, ya would be repulsed at the memory, not wishing for more of it. And that why I now block out ya feelings. I does no wish to feel how strongly ya wants to feel him in ya again."

Quaraun said nothing as he took Unicorn's hand and undid the spell he had started, erasing the words from the undead creature's hand.







 "I am sorry I tried to killed you," Quaraun said afterwards. "I love you and I don't want anything to happen to you. Please believe that."

"I do. I can feel the anguish in ya heart at thought what ya almost did to me. Yis sorry for that much."

Quaraun was silent for several minutes. He thought about what Unicorn had said, about blocking out his feelings and wondered how long the Phooka had been doing this. How much of what Unicorn really felt, was he shielding from Quaraun, not allowing Quaraun to feel it with him. Quaraun had not felt Unicorn's sorrow, his jealousy, his anger. Quaraun suspected Unicorn had been shielding quite a lot.

"How can we fix this?" Quaraun asked.

"Does ya want to?"

"I love you. You must feel that."

"I do. I know ya love me. And I know ya loves him too."

"Can I not love you both?"

“Does ya want to love us both?”

“I don't know.”

“Him alive with real body of soft warm flesh. I dead thing, hard un cold un require spell to maintain the illusion of lifenessness. Ya has more reason to wants him then me.”

“I love you. I hurt you. For that I am sorry. I never wanted to hurt you and I've hurt you just as I hurt my BoomFuzzy.”